Convalescing

There's not much exciting to share about that, other than acknowledging that an active lifestyle can lead to higher degrees of risk. If I was back in Atlanta, working out inside…

Oops. Forgot about the scabies I caught from gym equipment. That was horrible.

I guess life is filled with risk no matter what you do.

And there was no way for me to avoid that guy who hit me. I was just skiing, slowly, in a straight line in a not very congested area. I wasn't trying any daredevil moves. Not trying to navigate thigh-high moguls. Not going down a black diamond run. Nope.